I’m waiting.  Waiting, waiting, waiting…for the next season of Stargate SG-1 to start.  I know, I’ve got a lot more waiting to do…but I’m getting’ started on it now…is all I’m saying.

And while I wait, I thought I’d just put it out there, in sort of an open-letter-public-statement sort of way that as a faithful viewer for the past umptyillion seasons, and as part-owner of a DVD collection of every available season of the show…

…I feel I have some…well…ownership in the series.  I’ve paid my dues.  I’ve put in my time, and I’ve made tangible investments.  So, I’ve got expectations, and here they are:

1)      No more Daniel killing.  You all have had your fun, but it seems to me, you like your Daniel killing way too much.  Enough is enough.  I love this man, and you WILL NOT turn him into the “Kenny” of Stargate SG-1.

2)      Jack and Sam.  I’ve waited for this moment for several years, so while Richard Dean Anderson is not exactly my “type” - I want to see steam.  I want a Barry White, Al Green, oh-I-don’t-know-some-smoky-voiced-crooner-with-a-color-for-a-name, wine-and-cheese-and-chocolate-on-a-picnic-blanket, windswept hair, rumpled clothing, eye-ball-rolling-toe-curling-pulse-pounding-pause-the-DVD-send-the-kids-out-of-the-house-for-an-hour love scene.   Have Mercy and Can I get an AMEN?

3)      Teal’c.  Let him go.  His mission is done.  Yes, he loves the Ta-rhi, and we love him.  But he belongs with his people.  Make him the great leader of the Jaffa that he is meant to be.  And for God’s sake, get him a woman that doesn’t try to kill him or get murdered herself.  A strong, healthy woman who can take the punishment…not these little twigs you’ve been setting him up with.  Guest appearances would be appreciated.  Oh, and stop fucking with his head and facial hair.  He’s big, he’s bald.  It works.  Leave. It.  Alone.

4)      Now that we found another ZedPM, there is the opportunity for cross-overs galore between SG-1 and Atlantis.  Be strong.  Don’t give in.  I know it’s tempting, but for God’s sake leave Shepherd in the Pegasus Galaxy.  The Milky-Way has enough pretty-faced, boring, self-absorbed stuffed shirts as it is.

Guess that’s it for now.  I feel…cleansed.  Thank you all for your attention.